Raphael raised an eyebrow after he heard his mother.
"I believe we both know the reason why, mother, and if this is the discussion, then my decision still stands."
"I will not take part in politics, not now, or never. You might as well just rule it out because there's no way, I, Raphael Mikaelson Queen, will become one of them." Raphael blurted in a cold tone.
The change that transpired was very obvious, and Yvonne was about to retort to his words when Raphael's voice rang.
"I will never become like father… Father sat on those seats, and he sold his soul to the devil, there's no way I will be like him."
Raphael angrily stood from his seat and dashed towards the staircase.
He had moved so fast that before Yvonne could even speak, there was a door slam coming from his room.
"Sigh… This is all for your sake, Raphael." Yvonne stated.
"You will need all the help you can get when it's time, and I'm not sure that I will be able to help when the dark day arrives."